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Friday, April 15, 2011
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Guess I'm rather unwise... My throat is killer sore, my lymph nodes are giant, I have a fever, my neck muscles are seized up, and I'm sneaking out in like ten minutes to chill with a GINGEY.
He's really, really special though. He has a golden heart. I've never met someone with such a fundamental sense of kindness. It makes up for the whole thing where he deals weed on the side... ;)
Yesterday, we chased an ice cream truck. We made out in the grass and watched clouds float by. Last weekend, he held my hair for three hours when I tweaked and barfed. He stayed up to watch my breathing. I saw the snow falling, quiet but so unsettling, around 2 a.m. We left around 5 so i wouldn't get caught, he shoveled snow off his car while I sat inside with the heat.. His face was so cold and surprised when he came back in and I pulled him into a hug; it's studly, I don't even know.
I'm happy in a buoyant way, the first time we kiss each new day all my nerves shiver a little bit.
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